know her

by anonymous, 15

I want to know her
I watch her
The way she
Walks with the world
Talks with her hands
Runs with the wind
Trailing behind her
How she wipes the tears from her eyes
When she knows she’s about to cry
She likes her blonde hair straight but she also wants it curly
Her eyes are dark like her eyebrows
And she looks down at her desk
When she’s nervous
She has no fears
But she is scared of spiders
She’s everything I want
But I don’t know her

Prompt of the Week

Where do you find magic?

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